"..."
Although Romulus knees buckled under the pressure of dozens of S-Rank people, of which several were in the Second State, he still remained indifferent to the entire experience. Turning his emotionless eyes up to the cocky red-haired girl, he peered into her soul, causing her to uncontrollably shiver. "Is this really the path you have chosen for yourselves…? After becoming marginally stronger because of me—is this truly how you wish to squander it all away…?"
"!!!" "!!!" "!!!"
For some reason, even though they numbered in the dozens and were all considered experts, they felt an unwavering sense of dread wash over their countenances. Not knowing what to do about this, everyone except for King Abyndor foolishly struck out with their blades or spells. They would kill this bastard and take everything of value from him!
